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[el_enmascarado_de_plata]

It has been a very busy day back in Mexico City, and not just because of the wrestling tournament Santo is competing in. He's glad to be clear of all that fuss.

A bit surprised to receive Señorita Bar's note, but glad nonetheless.

Specialties on offer tonight

Victoria
Negra Modelo
Pacifico

Jarritos soda

He still thinks it a little odd for a bar to be advertising specials, but it's expected around here, so he might as well. He adjusts his Security badge- just because he is tending Bar doesn't mean he isn't expected to live up to that duty- and waits.

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[filemyclaim]

Dixie's been out among the hot, dusty rabble on the streets of San Francisco for far too long today. Her mouth's watering when she comes through the door, and Santo's specials sound delicious, so she ambles up.

"What's in a Pacifico, honey?"

They've conversed before, but well, she calls everybody honey.

[el_enmascarado_de_plata]

"Nothing very complicated," Santo admits with a bit of a smile. "Pacifico is a beer from my home country. The brewery is in Mazatlán, on the Pacific Ocean. All of the specials are beers tonight, although of course I'll serve other orders too."

In his personal opinion, they're all pretty refreshing, but he has relatively simple tastes when it comes to alcohol.

[filemyclaim]

"Mmm, sounds good," she declares. "I'll take one iced." Then she considers the menu. "Can you whip up some grub?"